Two days later, a peculiarly shaped cement boat slowly left the Neverwinter City Pier.
Its flat deck swelled high, and at the same time was veiled by sackcloth, like a moving hill. Not only soldiers with guns and live ammunition stood on both sides of the ship's string, but also more than a dozen witches of God's Punishment who served as escorts.
This ship is the Victory, which is responsible for sending the soul instrument to the Daxueshan, where the Taquila witch will complete the transformation ceremony and possess the worm carrier.
Due to the need for confidentiality, there was no ceremony and no whistle sounded before leaving, and even the loading work was completed quietly at night.
Roland stood by the wet masonry pier and watched the boat leave. Once the transformation is completed, Neverwinter City will have three worm carriers, and whether it is a municipal construction or a desperate defense line project, there will be sufficient strength to carry out the implementation. This was a good thing, but he was not as happy as he thought.
One of the two witches who voluntarily accepted the transformation was named Jasmine and the other was named Laila. After recovering their true bodies in the dream world, both of them were just girls in their early twenties, they looked just like Tilly, and their temperaments were very active.
With the intention of letting them enjoy themselves, Roland took the volunteers, along with Phyllis and others, to the playground on the outskirts of the city. Ferris wheel, roller coaster, haunted house (Jasmine also accidentally broke a ghost head that fell from the sky), the big pendulum, and there is no limit to what to eat. If he hadn't robbed a few Demon Fallen a while ago, he really wouldn't be able to afford such an expense.
During the two days, Jasmine and Laila, despite being full of surprise and disbelief, never asked any more questions, and went wherever they said they were. Screaming like everyone else on a roller coaster, laughing like the girl next door when eating a strawberry sundae, and looking like a normal person.
If they didn't know the answer in advance, no one would believe that the two had made the decision to give up their human body and resolutely dedicate their lives to fighting the devil. Just like the choices they made when facing the magic core at the bottom of the ruins four hundred years ago.
When they finally woke up, their expressions were calmer than Roland expected.
He wanted to comfort the two, but he was stuck in his throat, unable to say a word. Let them reconsider whether to convert to devouring worms? This is neither in his interest nor in the interest of the united front. Apart from that, the rest of the rhetoric seemed meaningless, more like hypocritical good intentions that had nothing to do with oneself.
In the end, it was him who was comforted.
Roland still clearly remembers the words and eyes of the two at the time.
"Thank you," Molly said with a smile, "and..."
"We have no regrets," Laila added.
At that moment, he seemed to hear the sonorous heartbeats of the two of them.
It's not that they don't like it all.
But they don't regret it.
"Your Majesty?" Phyllis, who was seeing him off together, looked at him, "Aren't you... going back to the castle?"
Only then did Roland come back to his senses. The Victory had disappeared at the end of his field of vision, leaving only a little smoke.
He suppressed his thoughts and took a deep breath, "Is there really no way to cut off consciousness after possessing the carrier?"
Phyllis seemed to understand what he wanted to say, and lowered her voice a little, "The Witch of God's Punishment is different from the carrier. The former has a certain basic consciousness even if she does not transfer her soul. The witch is not so much fusion as it is manipulation. However, the carrier is different. It is a special container. Once inside, it is closely connected. Although it can be turned into a dormant state when it is not used for a long time, no one has achieved complete escape. At least Pasha and the others cannot do this. ."
"But there is also a beam of light on the top of the carrier's head, right?"
"That's right," Phyllis nodded. "Without the support of magic, such a huge body cannot move at all."
"So maybe one day, we can find a way to bring their souls back to the dream world," Roland raised his head, looked at the deep blue sky, and said slowly.
After Phyllis was silent for a moment, she followed his gaze, "Well... maybe they will wait until that day."
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The snow-covered Westlands jungle is a new visual experience for Lorgar.
She has heard the traveling merchant say what snow looks like more than once, and she also equated it with icy white sand in her mind, but when she saw it with her own eyes, she realized that snow is far finer and whiter than sand. . Even the purest river sand in Yinchuan is not as flawless as the snow that can be seen everywhere.
The whole world seems to have changed a layer of color.
Although the evil moon had ended, Ashes told her that it would take at least half a month to really wait for the snow to melt.
That's good, she thought, so you can see a pure white snow city.
During the voyage, there was almost nothing to do. Lorgar looked around the steel ship inside and out, but couldn't find the reason why it could be automatic without wind. Even if I asked Andrea, I couldn't get a definite answer. I only knew that there was a machine that kept boiling water towing the hull. As for how it was towed, only His Majesty Roland and Miss Anna were told.
Not to mention the former, the latter is also a member of Ashes' "Never Winter Battle Power List".
Powerful and knowledgeable at the same time, Princess Kuangyan's impression of the name Anna has deepened a bit.
It's just that when talking about this point with Andrea, the latter sneered disdainfully.
"Ranking of combat abilities?" She rolled her eyes. "Humans and wolves are different. No matter how strong a person is, he can't compare to the strength of a group. Isn't the strength of an individual in a single round the same as that of a low-level beast?"
"Wolves also act in packs," Lorgar corrected.
"Okay, then replace it with other animals, such as tigers, snow leopards, etc..." Andrea coughed twice, "In short, Anna is the source of all the power in Neverwinter City, and the reason why the First Army was able to smash it down is to see. The Door Dog and the Iron Whip Clan are largely based on Anna's abilities. And I guess she never told you that she almost lost to an ordinary person."
Looking at the surprised wolf girl, she had such an expression as she expected, "And that ordinary person is holding the weapon made by Anna and stripping these off to talk about combat ability is meaningless. If you want to become stronger, I I suggest you apply for a special set of weapons from Your Majesty." Having said that, Andrea patted the long spear on her back, "If you can put those big pipes on your back after transformation, the preservation is more effective than any combat skills. ."
Although Lorgar didn't quite agree with this statement, he still kept the suggestion silently in his heart.
After all, my father often said that it is the right way to listen more and read more, but don't forget your original intention easily.
Due to sailing against the current and the surge in the river, the speed of the iron ship slowed down significantly. On the fifth day of entering the western border, the wolf girl saw a beautiful and strong pigeon.
After circling several times in the air, it flew straight towards the ashes in the bow.
Just when she thought she could add a meal at noon, she found that the latter smiled and took out a handful of fried dry food and fed it to the other party. And the pigeon rubbed Ash's cheek affectionately, like an old friend he hadn't seen in a long time. It wasn't until it spoke that Lorgar realized it was a witch.
"Goo, goo!"
"Understood, tell Her Royal Highness Tilly, I will be there soon."
"And me!" Andrea said unwillingly.
"Goo!"
The pigeon nodded, then spread its wings into the sky, and quickly disappeared in the northwest direction.
"She is..." Lorgar asked.
"Maggie, like you, is a witch who can change her body shape," Ashes turned around.
So wait, eh? Didn't it say that Maisie's appearance after transformation was a behemoth with a fierce and ugly appearance, but with wild and powerful strength! Why is it a pigeon!
Just when the third princess had not regained her senses, Ashes patted her on the shoulder and said, "Get ready to pack, we will arrive at Neverwinter soon."